As for the Heart of the Progenitor Tree, Long Chen was going to do everything he could to get it. It wouldn't affect the Progenitor Tree too much anyway. The strongest person on the planet was only at the Five Element Reincarnation Realm. They might be strong, but they couldn't see through his Time Dragon.
The reason he was willing to trade with them openly was because this was something their ancestors had protected. Long Chen had to respect them as much as possible.
Although the Butterfly Illusory Sword wasn't much even if it recovered to 200 dao patterns, the most important thing was that it proved the possibility that the Butterfly Illusory Sword could be recovered. If it was possible, there was a possibility that the Butterfly Illusory Sword could be recovered to 700 dao patterns in the future. That would be very significant.
The Heart of the Progenitor Tree was very important.
However, General Sen refused, "I think the King, the Minister of the Left, and the General of the Right won't agree. We have protected the Heart of the Progenitor Tree for countless years. If the five of them dare to touch it, it would be blasphemy against the God of the Progenitor Tree. Although I understand that you might need the Heart of the Progenitor Tree, it's too important to us. We won't agree."
Hearing this, Long Chen felt conflicted.
Did he really have to take it by force? The Mountain Tree Race was about to be exterminated, and they were already quite pitiful. At this critical moment, Long Chen had to make them suffer again. Long Chen could understand the pain of losing his home. His sword had always been used against vicious people, but against the Mountain Tree Race, he wanted to hold on.
He said, "Since that's the case, I'll talk to the King of the Roan Tree."
After all, the King of the Roan Tree was the one who had the final say.
General Sen nodded, "Alright, let our Princess take you to the King of the Roan Tree. Finally, thank you both for saving our Princess."
This General Sen was very polite, the difference between him and Yin Hui was like heaven and earth.
Just as Long Chen was about to leave, something big happened. Behind him, a horn sounded from the gate of the city. It was very bright, and in a short time, the entire city could be heard. The warriors who heard it were all nervous and filled with hatred. In just a short time, the entire Roan Tree Race was in a huge commotion. A large number of them were running towards the gate. The atmosphere was very tense.
General Sen's expression changed. "Not good, the Yakshas are attacking!"
He didn't have time to deal with Long Chen. He turned into a green light and rushed towards the gate.
The gap in the green world couldn't be closed. If the Yakshas were to charge in, the Roan Tree Race would be finished. The Roan Tree Race and the Yakshas had an agreement. The specific content was that the Yakshas could not invade the Roan Tree Race's holy land. But everyone knew that the agreement wasn't important. No one expected the Yakshas to be so arrogant.
"Damn it!"
Yin Luan was pale. She really wanted to see what was going on, but there were two guests beside her. She was about to lead Long Chen to rest when Long Chen said, "It's fine. Let's go see how big the Yakshas are."
He was thinking that if the Progenitor Tree's heart was really that hard to obtain, he could help the Roan Tree Race solve their crisis. That way, the Roan Tree Race wouldn't give it to him.
In a short time, he rushed to the gate.
The warriors of the Roan Tree Race came down from the city gate and rushed outside. Tens of thousands of warriors formed a human wall outside. General Sen was the most powerful commander. Experts from the Ancestral Tree City would come from time to time. In a short time, dozens of Samsara Realm experts had gathered outside.
Long Chen even heard that the Roan Tree King, the Left Minister, and the Right General were rushing over.
The Roan Tree King was the highest commander, the Left Minister was in charge of governing the country, and the Right General was the commander of the army.
Long Chen stood on the city wall and looked out into the distance. From time to time, hunchbacked, dark-skinned, blood-red haired Yakshas would charge out from the forest in the distance. They wielded iron trident dao artifacts, and as they swung them, the air would be torn apart and a shrill sound could be heard. In just a short time, more than 10,000 Yakshas had appeared in the vision of the Mountain Tree Tribe, and the number was still increasing.
"Danger! Danger!"
Horns blared continuously among the Roan Tree Race. It felt like the end of the world had come.
"Damned Yakshas."
Some of the warriors' eyes were bloodshot and filled with rage. They were waiting for orders, but more of them felt the fear of death when they saw more and more Yakshas gathering. Their legs trembled, revealing their shock. They were not a race that excelled in combat, and they had never encountered such a situation in their lives.
"Hold on, all of you!"
General Sen shouted with all his might.
But seeing the number of Yakshas still increasing, the Roan Tree Race couldn't take it anymore.
Pain, panic, hatred, and all sorts of other emotions mixed together.
The Yakshas were extremely ferocious. They stared at all the Mountain Tree Tribe members, their eyes filled with aggression. They waved the hard pitchforks in their hands, yelled crazily, and danced excitedly.
"Kill them all!"
"Kill them all! This will no longer be the Roan Tree Planet, but our Yaksha Planet!"
"Kill them all! Chop down the progenitor tree, and this planet will lose its vitality. The other trees won't be able to grow anymore. We Yakshas don't need so many trees."
"This is the world of the Yakshas! Kill them all!"
"Kill, kill, kill!"
The Yakshas had no fear. They only had fervor and brutality. They were like a pack of hungry wolves, while the Roan Tree Race outside the Green World were like sheep.
They were filled with hatred, but more than that, they were filled with fear.
Just then, one of the Yakshas tossed a head high into the air. The head rolled all the way to the Roan Tree Race's feet.
"General Gao!"
The Roan Tree Race members cried. This was General Gao's head. They knew that the Yakshas were trying to humiliate them, but they had no choice but to swallow their pride.
The head struck fear into the hearts of the Roan Tree Race members.
The moment the head was thrown out, the Yaksha Tribe did not stop. Forty thousand of them charged towards the Mountain Tree Tribe, which only had ten thousand people. They were full of morale and did not show any signs of fear. They were demons, and they were killing machines.
The blood-red sea was about to drown the Roan Tree Race in an instant.
The battle immediately became intense. Many of the Roan Tree Race members transformed into Roan Trees, using their thick branches and all sorts of mystiques to deal with the Yakshas. The Roan Tree Race was large, but they weren't that strong. Basically, a few Yakshas ganged up on one Roan Tree Race member.
Although they were on the same level, the Roan Tree Tribe and the Yaksha Tribe were equally strong. However, the Yaksha Tribe was outnumbered and savage. The Roan Tree Tribe could only deal with one or two opponents. Those who could not deal with them were like monkeys jumping onto the Roan Tree Tribe. Their Dao artefacts flashed with bloody light as they stabbed into the Roan Tree Tribe, using the power of the Yaksha Tribe to destroy the Roan Tree Tribe.
The battle had only just begun, but it was already tragic.
The Roan Tree Race was basically on the losing end. Fortunately, there were more Roan Trees coming out of Ancestral Tree City. Otherwise, they might have been defeated in an instant.
Even so, the Roan Tree Race suffered heavy casualties.
It was like a pack of wolves attacking a small flock of sheep. This outcome wasn't out of Long Chen's expectations.
All the Yakshas were at least at the fourth tier of the Nirvana Tribulation realm.
In addition, Long Chen noticed that the Yakshas had a very powerful mystique. They could actually devour the bodies of the Roan Tree Race members. Through this method, they could fuse the Roan Tree Race's corpses into their own bodies and use the Roan Tree Race's power. Their bodies would also become very large. Every time they defeated a Roan Tree, they would become even stronger.
For example, if a Yaksha fused a Roan Tree into his arm, his arm would turn into a huge Roan Tree. He could use the Roan Tree Race's mystique to sweep around and injure many people.
It was no wonder the Roan Tree Race had been forced to this point. The Yakshas were already very strong. With such a heaven-defying mystique, the Roan Tree Race had no right to compete with them.
The Yakshas used to be a very strong race. It was probably because of this mystique that they could fuse corpses.
Long Chen knew that he couldn't wait any longer. He sympathized with the weak, and even more so with those who had been forced into desperate straits. He wasn't very strong, just a bit stronger than General Sen, but he had the mystique to kill the Yakshas.
"Benefactor."
Yin Luan's eyes were filled with tears. She clenched her fists and called for the experts of her race to come. She had long cursed the Yakshas in her heart. But at this crucial moment, Long Chen, who was beside her, suddenly rushed out.
In a short moment, Long Chen was above the battlefield. The Roan Tree Race was huge. For a moment, people thought that he was a Yaksha, and many Roan Trees attacked him.
But to him, it didn't work.
Invasions, wars, and massacres were all evil.
The invaders should be punished.
"Go."
He was covered in dragon scales. At this moment, countless Massacre Dragons rushed out of his body.
400,000.
Four hundred thousand Blood Weeping Dragon Souls descended upon the battlefield in an instant. Everyone raised their heads to take a look, and they were all petrified. The countless blood-colored little dragons in the sky were ferocious, cruel, and ruthless. Each of them was more terrifying than the Yaksha Race.
How could this be?
What were these things?
Countless people watched in a daze. Even the battle stopped for a moment.
It was only when the Roan Tree Tribesmen saw the surrounded king amidst the countless killing dragons that they saw.
"It's him …"
General Sen was completely stunned after killing a Yaksha race being.
"Attack."
Long Chen didn't allow for any explanation. He commanded the Slaughter Dragons. Basically, ten Slaughter Dragons would target one Yaksha. Such a large-scale battle would undoubtedly have a terrifying effect on the Yakshas who hadn't reached the Reincarnation Tribulation Realm.